opposite her, dropped the files on the coffee table, and
opened the top one. “Morris Anderson.”
She
knew exactly where this was heading. “My lighting man.”
“Registered
sex offender.” Noah tapped a finger on the open file.
She
hoped she looked unfazed about the entire matter. “I knew about his record.”
“You
hired him anyway?”
That
judgmental tone of his unnerved her. If she didn’t have better manners, she’d
just smack him across that beautiful mouth she so wanted to kiss. “He’s married
to Shannon, my make-up girl.”
“I
repeat, registered sex offender.”
“Extenuating
circumstances.” Lulu clasped her hands together.
“You
knowingly hired a pervert.” His blue eyes blazed with fury. “He was busted for statutory
rape in 1999.”
Lulu
paused for a moment, took a breath and prepared to level both barrels at him. “Shannon
was sixteen and he was eighteen. They’d been dating since junior high school. Her
father didn’t like him and had him arrested the day after his birthday. The
second he got out of jail, he married Shannon and they’ve been together for ten
years and have three boys. He fulfilled his parole obligations and hasn’t had
so much as a parking ticket since. He’s been working for me for almost five
years now. I’ve been trying to get his record expunged for awhile now.”
Noah
sighed, closed the file and rubbed his forehead. “Boshay Dawa?”
“She’s
a copy editor for my magazine.”
“She
was arrested outside the Chinese embassy.” Noah coaxed.
Lulu
crossed her legs and forced down the rage that still affected her at Boshay’s
treatment at the hands of the Chinese. “For protesting.”
“She
tossed a brick at the Chinese ambassador.”
Well
Lulu had wanted to hit the condescending bastard herself. “She was trying to
get information on her kidnapped sister. I spent a lot of money looking for her
sister. She was in a brothel in the Wang province. I pulled a lot of strings to
get her out of China. She died from complications from AIDS six months later. Amil
was only fourteen years old. The Chinese raid the border villages in Tibet and
kidnap young girls for the sex trade or sell as wives. The government knows it
goes on, but they choose to do nothing to stop it from happening. Possibly
because they make a lot of money for themselves by letting these activities
continue.”
Noah
frowned and took a deep breath. “I’m sorry.”
“Thank
you for that.”
“Sarah
Regan was--”
“Arrested
for assault and battery three months ago. The charges are being dropped because
she was defending her daughter from a crazy ex-boyfriend.”
“You
know this how?”
Lulu
shrugged. “I paid her bail and hired her lawyer.” She was done with this
exercise for now. “I know what’s in those files, Noah. I know my people.”
“How
do you know?”
She
knew the threat to her came from outside. Her people protected her the same way
she was prepared to protect them. “I make it my business to know. I’m
responsible for everyone who works for me. That is the way my grandfather did
business, the way my father did business, and the way my brother and I do
business.”
Noah’s
eyes narrowed as he watched her. “You have an answer for everything, don’t
you?”
“I
try my best.” She could feel the tension coming off of him in waves.
“Okay,
I think we can eliminate the threat from inside, now we’re going to get into
your personal life. I need to know everything about the men you’ve been
involved with.”
She
forced herself to remain calm. She knew this was coming. She could do this and
maintain her pride. Really. “What do you want to know?”
Wilder
looked at the pile of private correspondence on his desk. He shifted his big
body in his leather chair and pain ripped through knee. If he had not already
been sitting he would have fallen.
He’d
overdone it at the gym again. He couldn’t help himself. His stress level was
tapping him out. Over
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